Old Testament · Poetry and wisdom

Song of Songs chapter 3

Through the long hours of night on my bed, I — I reached for him, but he was not there.Let me rise now and move through the city, through its and its — let me search for the one my whole being loves. I searched for him, but he was not there.The found me as they circled the city. “Have you seen the one my whole being loves?”Barely had I passed them when I found the one my whole being loves. I and would not let go— not until I had brought him to , into the room of the woman who carried me.I charge you, , by the of the field— until it is ready.What is this like columns of smoke, scented with and , with every fragrant powder of the merchant?Look—it is ’s , with sixty surrounding it, the finest of Israel’s fighters.All of them , veterans of battle— each with his blade at his side against the .King Solomon built himself a from the .He made its posts of silver, its canopy of gold, its seat draped in — its interior by the daughters of Jerusalem.Come out and look, — look at King Solomon wearing on the day of his , the day his heart was full of joy.